The Cinder-Heart Trove

The young red dragon collapses across a mound of scorched wealth within its volcanic caldera. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and sulfur as the party picks through the smoldering hoard. Amidst piles of coins fused by intense breath-fire, items from fallen heroes and raided caravans glint with the promise of newfound power and prosperity. The heat of the beast still lingers in the metal and stone, a final reminder of the fury it once possessed.